Holidays
Time Flies By
For
The first time
In months
Lights
Were ablaze
In the workshop
All the tools
Neatly stored
Each in their proper place
Once examined for wear and tear
And properly repaired
At the end of last season
Though only October,
Letters from all over the world
Were already pouring in
It was high time
For Santa and his elves
To get back to work












